by Pace Ink-U-Script |
T~hirty-two steps through the yellow-green grass led me to you.
H~aving to choose which one; my heart with no doubt chose you.
E~very rose bloomed quite differently, though nothing meretricious like you.
R~ed is known to be the favorite color to man; color blinded; my soul desired you.
O~f all the roses, my senses were captivated and comely to you.
S~ome men may pick more than one rose; but, I only want you.
E~ven mother nature so pulchritudinous can't compare to you.
by Robert Lindley |
art, friendship, meaningful, nature, symbolism, tree, writing,
RETREAT TO HEED OUR HONEST DEEDS
Two old oak trees weathered by winds and rain
with fallen leaves, branches and toughened bark
to shield a core of grandeur, and sustain
the wisdom borne to see the light from dark.
Two noble men aware of twilight time
both face evil world with courage and grace
Love and Nature gifts each, a life sublime
all standing with courage none can erase.
Each rooted within mother earth's great fold
weathering this world's darkest raging storms
images show lives lived regally and bold
tho' existing in weakened earthen forms.
With words of wisdom written in our seeds
we seek retreat to heed our honest deeds.
22nd June, 2018
T.J Grén & Robert Lindley
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
You must teach me to be humble
For love is the reason you died
The lamb is so clean, white and holy
A newborn Lamb of God who makes new life begin
The Lamb gentleness is evident for all
Take away my sinful thoughts and lies
Worthy is the Lamb that carries your words
I'm no angel, but I know they exist
You paid with your blood for the salvation of men
Love abundance is where you are found
Contest Name:HOLY IS THE LAMB...
Sponsor:Verlena S. Walker
A-L Andresen :)
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by Charlie Smith |
angel, prayer, spiritual,
As we worship, bring the silence
in gracious peace ring down the day.
Stay the light that's stained with violence,
deliver calm, pass ill storms away.
Send to us your guileless servant,
pure of faith and stainless heart.
Confer to him a truce so verdant
with joyous love and hope impart.
Stand guard against faults that rage
and spare less fortune from the cold.
Lift these hearts, fallen, fled with age
and never loose us from your hold.
Share with us your saving Grace
with harmony that men embrace.
Rhyming Poem On Angels Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
by James Burns |
dedication, devotion, faith, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, husband, love, passion, romance, wifeday, me,
The Luckiest Man
I have found that not everyone is as strong
As the skies are wide and the days are long
But in life I have found there is this one
Whose bounty makes me feel as warm as the sun
And from the moment that she first caught my eye
I knew I’d be with her til’ the day that I die
That I would love and cherish her all the day through
And do all those little things we men are supposed to do
And spend my days lost in utter bliss
That I had this beautiful woman to kiss
And there’s one true fact ‘bout her being my girl
That makes me the luckiest man in the world
by Tonytocaa Camacho |
courage, discrimination, freedom,
Giving us life
Giving us hope
We were free
Of that kind of
Many of us
To our knees
Even as you
Lay in my arms
While our church
Whispering to me
Be free my love
Lesser men would
Have gone mad
But not I
I would not
That kind of
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by Carolyn Devonshire |
I waited for a man with no cards up his sleeve
one who dated with sincerity
searching for a beau to cast a royal flush
I seek only to complete his life
I've encountered many Jacks
players lacking good intent
yet these men had found their matches
they had more in common with the Queen of Diamonds
I need no wealth or fame
professions of love would be enough
it is a game I cannot win
a Queen of Hearts, I lie unnoticed
having slipped to the floor
will anyone miss my presence
or is the deck stacked against me
*Entry for Paula's "Pick a Card, Any Card" contest
by Melissa Schwartz |
introspection, lost love, love,
Where was I
when repo men invaded,
boxed me up within his cool heart
fragrant in its distaste of warmer climates?
climates governed by love.
(Daydreaming of knights, that's where.)
Now I have only so much patience remaining
for this slapstick brain-
a nasty reminder, the heckler of my heart,
what spews sensibility
when I simply yearn to err.
And I scarcely have time to mourn
his devil's smile
leaving southward in moving vans
transporting my pieces
(all the valid ones)
as I sit numbed,
next to climbing ivy poisoned by my disbelief,
by Michael Tor |
joy, love, sad, satire, sorrow,
The Las Vegas shootings were Horrific.
The people running as the rapid fire was
sounding off in the background!
The wild fires in California, fifteen people
dead, and it is not controlled yet!
Hurricanes Maria, Irma, Jose, southern
coast is devastated, Puerto Rico is in need
Pizza Gate Pedophile rings in America!
Players kneeling and disrespecting our flag
for which Men and Women have sacrificed
their lives for.
Enough is Enough!
You will Not Steal My Joy, I reach for the remote
and turn off the "Joy Stealer" the TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Michael Tor Inspired by Andrea Dietrich
by Robert Ronnow |
bird, humor, insect, love, men, poetry, wine,
In the debate between accessible and difficult poems
Poets' poems and poems for people
Only the single poem and private reader matter
Both kinds and anything between can matter or not
Solid or made of air, a vase or heavy clay ashtray
One word repeated or many like a lei
An acquired taste, like wine, and like wine
Not sustenance, yet men die with their miseries
Uncut without it, news and mere matter
I advise everyone to keep a personal anthology of poems that matter
Or not. Perhaps it should be novels. Stones, insect wings,
Feathers, Birds you've seen, People loved.
by Elizabeth Wesley |
love, memory, memory,
I shall live in your legend to make
A new spirit now wholly begotten;
For in death, your memory will not forsake
Those words in my soul that are not forgotten.
Your face glows immortal in my heart to save
Even me, for I go too where all must die;
When I would sleep alone in a silent grave
With my love entombed, there you lie.
Your memory will be my triumphant verse
Which my mind has not created yet to read;
And a voice will sing of you to rehearse
Words of praise when the world must heed.
In me you live by the touch of my pen
And I breathe in you through the mouths of men.
by Robert Lindley |
art, creation, deep, humanity, inspiration, life, symbolism,
Dark Earth Folds In The Heart's Red Bloom
You and I and all we do
Know not, til our hearts are through
The press of life, what things we be
Root or leaves or shade of tree.
You and I and all we seem
May be but as a drift of dream
In the eyes of One who gave
Self to love and love to save,-
Yea, all the deeds that men have wrought
Mere flower of dream, flame of thought,
Break of waves on a drear shore,
Scent of the wild rose on the moor.
Yet we have seen, and hold it sure,
That out of shame come forth the pure;
Dark earth folds in the heart's red bloom;
In vain, we build the soul a tomb.
1976 or 77 ?
by Barbara Gorelick |
on writing and words
The Poet's Pen
Eternity awaits the poet's pen,
His essence sealed in golden words;
A message from the hearts of men.....
Life's pictures now, and then,
Days kept forever on his slate.
Eternity awaits the poet's pen....
Capturing the song of winter wrens,
And the wind on velvet branches.
A message from the hearts of men.....
The flowers in the shaded glen;
The fawn nestled in her bower.
Eternity awaits the poet's pen....
The stars abundance is his ken.
The moon's love of evening tide,
A message from the hearts of men...
Death will come yet once again,
To furl his banner of mortality.
But Eternity awaits the poet's pen,
A message from the hearts of men....
by Sai Lin Lip |
africa, friend, grandchild, moon, stars, sunset,
Man loves friends
Babies have toys as friends
Children have peer groups as friends
Young men like making friends
Friends can become spouses
Entrepreneurs have ambitions and dreams
Stars are friends of the moon
The splendid glow is the friend of sunset
The shore is the friend of the sea
We are friends of our grandchildren
Pets are man's friends
Only genuineness and sincerity of heart
Showing a true love
Only sincerity and cordiality
Is a sign of friendship
by Monia Kurtz |
cancer, death, i love you, loss, love hurts, meaningful,
Your soul was being attacked
Meanwhile mine carried bags
Of sorrow, devastation and guilt
For I knew your little body couldn’t handle this
This cancer that sprung up out of nowhere when you were two
But you got your army men and went to work
How strong your little heart was
Bigger than any of those little army men
Nevertheless, your little body didn’t fight forever
How could it?
So I sat you on my lap and told you that it was okay
You died that day.
Every chance I get I say screw Cancer
Fot taking the most precious boy I’d ever laid eyes on.
by Charles Messina |
When I close my eyes...and I see the night
Sometimes things...appear so bright
Smiling cheeks...and happy faces
Sunshine ~ Beautiful places
Ocean waves ~ Blowing willows
Babies snuggled in their pillows
Old men rowing in their boats
Youngsters passing, love you...notes
Happy women in sweet perfume
Chipmunks playing in the sun
Children running...having fun
When I open my eyes...and I see the day
Sometimes things...don't look that way
So let me close my eyes...tonight
And all I see, I'll see...just right
by Panagiota Romios |
character, daughter, dedication,
M-is for Motivated, that really is you.
A-is for Aliveness, all the year through.
R-is for religion,you are a lover of God"
and shows in all that you do.
I-is for Integrity, that honest spark,
that makes you,you.
A-is for the Alacrity'with which you get
E-is for Endurance in work, home and
L-is for Love, which in reality, your
name should be.
E-is for Eager at each task at hand.
N-is for National, a woman proud uniquely
proud of this land.
A-is for Attractive, your skin, eyes and body,
that set men reeling.
July 27, 2019
by Rico Leffanta |
In the Catholic Schools of the West
All students are put to a test
Their head must go South
With an open mouth
To measure who comes off the best
A priest is never too fickle
An Adam's Apple to tickle
No need to repent
Its all Heaven-sent
The meek love sucking a pickle
Virile men should become a priest
So many are needed back East
Beneath every frock
Likes a ticking clock
Hungry mouths in need of a feast
The Bible predicts that a beast
Will plunder the Great and the Least
So you can do more
To even the score
When you serve this world as a priest!
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
courage, humanity, love,
No, my loving friend,
Enemies we were never born but we were made
By all those evil men who had the most to gain
Thus I implore you ready to be each other to embrace
Forgetting to which religion we belong and to what race!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
12 January 2022
by Joanna Daniel |
god, jesus, joy,
Christ, the Lord of all tomorrows
Lived a holy life of true worth
Died for me, the Man of sorrows
Angels proclaimed His virgin birth
The wise men came in faith to see
Messiah, king of all the earth
His love was shown on Calvary
When He paid the penance for sin
He cried and died for you and me
This woebegone world we live in
We need His all-sufficient grace
The wiles of the devil to win
The hope of His return we face
Giving us joy none can replace.
For Regina McIntosh's "Jesus" contest
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
love, peace, war,
Seas are filled with tears
Shed by the weeping angels
For men lost in war,
Let us fill our hearts with love
And make war capitulate!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
29 May 2021
* Tanka: 5-7-5-7-7
by Flippant She-Creature |
funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, health, lost love, love, mother, parody, romance, satire, sorry,
Shall I compare thee to your mother's ****?
Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent.
Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce
And all her clothes hath all too short a rent
Sometime too hot-headed of hell doth burn,
And often is the true nature exposed;
And every foul from fowl; my stomach churns,
By reason, or by nature's raging closed.
But thy infernal diet shall ne’er start
Nor gain possession of which now I grasp;
Nor shall we meet again; let’s stay apart,
When in eternal sounds the voice does rasp,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can cry,
So long lives this, and I bid thee goodbye.
by Quoth Theraven |
june, love, math, men, woman,
One plus one, square rooted in love, equals Won!
by Agona Apell |
angel, girlfriend, happiness, love, marriage, romance,
We are all born angels but gradually grow
A few of us though do angels remain,
And you, golden you, are the like of them:
You whom Paradise led me to
And who leads me each day to Paradise;
Whom Fortune fished from my dreams to
lay by my side...
If you wish me love, wish me you,
And if I should make you happy, make me
Then for a day you’ll be my bride
And forever my pride.
And side by side with hearts, sweat, & tears
We’ll each day labour at the blessed wheel
By whose fateful spins our home shall be
Towards destinies atop golden hills
That Heaven wills as our dwelling place.
by Olusegun Ojo |
All's not about Darfur
I've seen it, eerie winds
Moonlight through our thatch
We kissed round, one *palmie gourd
Kigali was but a miss
Waist-beads - beats to love
Have you heard the talk-drum,
*Fela's horns of brass,
Or the *Aladuras' joy of Alleluia?
My grandmother still walks miles
Just because her forbears did,
And shame on malaria
For the dearth of men
Oh, on Mandela's earth
Of Soyinka's nobel ideas
Africa - a big breast,
the good, the bad, the ugly. . .
all, as sucklings!
*palmie - palm wine
*Fela - Celebrated afrobeat musician
*Aladura - a popular african instituted christian sect noted for heavy prayers